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[Bolt1784]

"Ｒ Ａ Ｖ Ｅ Ｎ"
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I'ᴍ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ
I'ʟʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ
I'ᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ
Gᴏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ's sᴀᴋᴇ
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Raven continued to trot through the forest, wincing at the pain
from Merle's wounds as he padded along.

Geez kid, what did you do to yourself exactly?!
Had a disagreement with a bear. It wanted to kill Illusion, I think.
I knew that much, runt. Why did you bother?!
Illusion may be a funny character, but he always ends up doing the right thing.
Take that back. That fool killed me in cold blood!
And why was that? You provoked him and fuelled the fire. It was inevitable.
Say what you want kid, i'm not changing my mind.
Our mind. Since you're unfortunately still here.
Are you done talking yet? I can't think with you blabbing on!
But why do you continue to hate Illusion, Raven?

Raven paused with one paw held up in mid-air. Stumped again. This kid had the logic
of an adult sometimes, and it was scary.

Because of how he treated me. I cannot forgive him. Not now.
Well, I don't hate him. But you do. We have to come to-
Some form of agreement, I know. But you can't change me.

Raven continued walking, the hostility slowly leaving him as this inner conversation
progressed. As much as he thought he despised Merle, he currently was Merle. There
was no escaping the kid, unfortunately to him.

But you are me, Birdy. And I am you. Strange, huh?
Don't get all poetic on me, brat. And don't call me Birdy.
How about...I give you full control tomorrow, under one condition?
And what would that be? I'm listening. For this one time.

Raven stopped and pricked his ears, as if it would help him to listen better.

The one condition is that you do not harm Illusion. If you do, I
can kill us both easily, or I will simply block out your control again. Got that?

Raven couldn't believe it. He was taking orders from a pup, of all beings. It was
as if Merle had beaten him in to submission just by talking, not fighting. Perhaps it
was because his 'father', Illusion, had been an alpha.

Alright. I accept.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion felt someone bump into him and he growled, then blinked his handsome eyes. The golden orbs staring into Nova's. Pinning his ears back. For some reason, he just noticed how pretty she was. He cleared his throat. "Uh, yeah." he looked at her in awe then turned his glance away. "Listen, I have enough problems right now." the brute muttered. Thinking about his son.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion snapped his jaws near her neck. "Listen, I don't know why I killed her. Something takes over.. Something makes me the way I am. Its not me though..." He said looking at his paws. "I regret killing her in all honesty, she did nothing wrong. I don't know what overcome me.." he looked away. Hearing her, she asked hi what he was upset about and called hi a dumbo. He grunted. "My son," he said and he looked at her from the corner of his eyes. He groaned. "A male, I killed years ago.. His spirit took my son over." he said pinning his ears back. "Now, my son is gone. And its because I couldn't protect him. Foolishly he tried to attack a bear that seemed to want to kill me and Bishop.." he said and looked away from her and he felt like weeping. "Its like a dream, make believe." he turned to her. She was so beautiful, he wanted to love her. He didn't know why. Pinning his ears back. Facing the world alone. He had no son, family, or brother. He turned to Nova. "This wolf.. Took over Merle, and I can't get him back." he said and he let out a sigh. "This wolf wants revenge on me. But he asked to die. He taunted me, provoked me. Now I have nothing left, so I know how you feel. To face the world alone." he said and sat down in the soft snow and he looked down at his paws. "Merle, was all I had. I never had a real father, and my mother died when I was young. I don't remember her, and my brother is a unfaithful, backstabbing coward..."

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion growled at her and he walked away while she was talking. Not wanting to hear it. He mumbled under his breathe. "Should've known better..." Illusion snarled under his breathe. " I don't need her crap, I faced the world alone like her. She acts like shes something special, but shes not. Shes a lousy mutt," he said and he continued to walk away, turning back once to look at her and then turned away again. "Its not my fault I killed her, I didn't mean too.." he said looking down at his paws. "I didn't know what overcame me..." he said and snarled at himself. "I can't believe this," he lowered his head and tail as his ears pinned back to his skull. "Merle..." he whispered, as the wind blew against his fur, he stood over a cliff staring down. "Maybe, maybe I should jump.." he said and he laid down, hanging his front leg off the cliff.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion turned his glance to her and pinned his ears back, laying there by the cliff. He turned his head away laying it on the snow mixed with dirt and pebbles. "Why not?" he said in a growl, but not at her. "I lost everything," he said in a hushed tone. "I don't have any family, and I don't have my son. I don't have anything anymore." he said and flicked his right ear. "And, why would it matter if I jumped? Don't you want me to suffer, to die. Like your sister," he said in he cringed at the thought of what his other side did. "damn," he muttered. He looked down the cliff, seeing rocks and water rushing below, jumping he would die. For sure." he felt terrible, he lost his son. He killed Nova's sister, well his other side. It was hard to explain. But the other side of him, was pure hatred. His demon. It was locked inside of him. As a native American put a curse on him.

[moon.]

{{ whoooaaa this RP exploded in activity xd I'll post soon, sorry I've been so behind.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion turned to her and he stood. Looking down the cliff and then turned to walk off, he trotted past her. "If there's good in me, a killer. One blessed with a curse, then there has to be good in you," he said with a huff. He looked back at her. She was beautiful. He pinned his ears back and walked towards the forest, until he made it to a cave. He walked in, it was a glow worm cave. The water and ceiling was all lit up. He wondered if she followed behind. He went here to think, and admire the beauty...

[sparrow,]

B ɪ s ʜ ᴏ ᴘ

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-- "I ' ᴍ - ᴊ ᴜ s ᴛ - ᴀ ɴ ᴏ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ʀ - D ᴀ ᴄ ʜ ᴀ - P ᴀ ᴡ ɴ ." --

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--- "S ᴜ ʙ ʙ ᴏ ʀ ᴅ ɪ ɴ ᴀ ᴛ ᴇ" -- "M ᴀ ʟ ᴇ" -- "S ɪ x Y ᴇ ᴀ ʀ s" -- "N ᴏ C ʀ ᴜ s ʜ / M ᴀ ᴛ ᴇ" ---

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Bishop growled, stepping aside to let Illusion through. Whoever was in Merle's body, it didn't matter -the Chooser would end it when he saw fit. With the thought in his head, he backed out of the fight, shaking to rest of the moisture out of his coat before walking back down the slope. The brute had never been one to stick around unnecessary fights or gatherings, therefore he wasn't going to start when another demon appeared.

As the ebony wolf began his long walk back to camp, he glanced around, his senses sharp as he watched for looked for signs of prey. Surely there would be something hiding among the underbrush -waiting to jump out until the very last second. However that was where Bishop had it; the split second it made the decision to run was the second he'd launch out and snatch it up. The brute smirked, feeling the vibrations of a squirrel freezing near a lone oak. His plan always worked, and the hunt was no exception. Bishop stalked forwards normally, however slightly quieting his steps to make sure it didn't bolt early. It fled from the leaves, intending to have his furry tail the only thing in the predator's view, though his intentions were not likely to actually happen. With a quick bite, and a tiny snap, he finished off the squirrel, lifting his head with the limp creature in his jaws.

For a moment, Bishop set it down, letting out a yawn before contemplating what to do next. With a sigh, he figured it was best to make sure the Chooser was not dying from an evil spirit possessing his son. The brute picked up his prey, carrying it back up he slope to check on the Chooser. To his surprise, the fight was broken up, with what seemed to be minimal blood. As he turned to make his way back down, Curse, hiding away in the bushes, caught his sight. "Curse... I didn't see you there." He murmured, taking a step towards her. Bishop set the squirrel down, nosing it towards the fae,"Here. I was going to bring it back to camp, as I've already eaten, but save me to agony of carrying that furry devil back down." He mentioned sarcastically, pushing back the memory of the morning, waking up next to a gutted doe and covered in blood.

[Bolt1784]

"Ｒ Ａ Ｖ Ｅ Ｎ"
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I'ᴍ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ
I'ʟʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ
I'ᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ
Gᴏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ's sᴀᴋᴇ
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Raven sighed and plodded on, not sure of where he was going,
but he found talking to Merle...Slightly tolerable now. Perhaps the two had more
in common than they first thought.

So what do you do in your free time, Blackbird? Raven asked smugly,
as he looked around the area, hoping to see some form of prey around.

Well, I sit around in trees and brood to myself most of the time. You know,
feeling stupid and alone as usual. And did you just call me...Blackbird? Merle
responded, his voice questioning and curious.

Your name means 'Blackbird', runt. Strange isn't it? We have similar names.
Raven replied, sounding just as curious as Merle - all hostility had just disappeared from him.

Don't call me runt. My name's Merle. Mer-leeyyy. Got that?

Yes, I have. Anyway, what are we going to do?

Um...Well, I'm- I mean we're kinda hungry right now, right?

Yes. What about it?

You're more experienced with hunting than me. Care to take control?

Raven was gleeful to be able to take control again. He considered overriding Merle's control like before, but that would take the fun out of killing Illusion later. The pup scampered through the woods, following the scent of a deer.

There is a deer up ahead, Blackbird. Your body logically is too small and
fragile to take on a deer, but we can hope. I was a good hunter back in my day.

Raven suddenly burst in to a full blown run when he saw the deer in question up ahead. The
pup's small paws enhanced the agility of Raven's movements. Merle felt a strange force take
control of him, and suddenly he remembered that before Raven tried to possess him fully,
he had always had some form of darkness in him. It came out when he was tense or angry.
With the combined efforts of the two spirits, Raven managed to take the deer down in around
eleven minutes.

[sparrow,]

A bishop talking too Curse my male? Or Nova my female? X3))

(( Ach. My bad. I will have to fix it when I get home. It was supposed to be for Curse, but I didn't know he was a brute. ))